Absolutely delightful story, Lynn. It's almost like a secret desire tale. I'd certainly like to be able to communicate with animals, especially my springer spaniel. She hurt her back last week, had emergency surgery, and now is winning the Pill War with two lame rear legs, and with one front paw tied behind her back. The good news is we've seen a little movement in her left rear leg and she seems to have some sensation returning.

What I wouldn't give to be able for her to tell me what's up and for me to explain why she HAS to take the meds.

I enjoyed the adventures of Rachel and Roscoe. I hope Dorothy's last words are a prediction for more to come.

I have to add that sometimes the meaning is obvious. I saw a perfect example of the cut direct from my brother’s German Shepherd just a few days ago. I have read a lot of historical fiction set in Britain; I never could visualize how just ignoring someone could be such a vicious social insult. Gus made it very plain.